[Jacinthe wants to scream. She doesn't want to give Corbeau more reason to worry about her, if he's not being just a stubborn, idiotic, absolute moronic cad, and she just wishes that he could take her words at face value and leave this to her. She doesn't want to explain it, explain them, because--]
I do not want to have this conversation, Corbeau--please, I just need you to take my word for this. Just this once. They have a habit of making unsightly things...disa--
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I do not want to have this conversation, Corbeau--please, I just need you to take my word for this. Just this once. They have a habit of making unsightly things...disa--
Jacinthe, darling! We're here!
[Ah.
Oh.
She's well and truly fucked now.]